I can't be a demon

As soon as the ghost father finished speaking, a strong resentment surged into his body.

Shen Lian stared at him in amazement. The ghost father's Taoism began to soar. In a moment, it had reached 1,650 years.

"The heart...is not enough."

"Old man, if you exercise more, your heart will definitely become stronger and stronger."

"Okay."

The ghost father smiled innocently, "I can come to see you in the future."

"Don't! The martial arts hall I'm staying in has many rules. Relatives are not allowed to disturb me when I practice martial arts."

Just kidding, the ghost father held the ghost mother in his hand, and his strength was close to 3,000 years of Taoism. Even if he just passed by the town, the destructive power would be devastating.

"Oh."

The ghost father was a little disappointed.

Shen Lian repeatedly told the ghost father not to leave Gao Laozhuang easily, and the ghost father agreed.

In terms of right and wrong, the ghost father and the human father both have clear positions.

After the human father realized that Shen Lian would inevitably deal with demons, he felt at ease to retire in Yanliang Town.

"Ah Lian, the robe is ready. Take a look and see if you are satisfied."

Ghost Dad handed over a black robe. It looked ordinary, but in fact, the surface was densely covered with scales, and there was a dragon fish pattern on the chest.

After Shen Lian put on the robe, he just tempered it a little, and the dragon fish pattern seemed to come alive, swimming around his body, mysterious and incomparable.

[Dragon Fish Robe]

[Originally it was an ordinary inferior magic weapon, but after Shen Hansheng's ghost transformation and integration with the dragon fish, it has become a superior magic weapon that can change size, and the dragon fish pattern can actively resist attacks. ]

Shen Lian was overjoyed and immediately took out the dragon marrow fruit and crushed it, and applied it to the dragon fish robe.

Seeing this, the dragon fish pattern happily absorbed the dragon marrow fruit pulp, and its body gradually moved closer to the dragon, and small limbs grew out.

"Good treasure, full of spirituality, as long as the dragon fish pattern turns into a dragon, it can be promoted to a magic weapon."

"A Lian, as long as you like it."

"Hehe."

Shen Lian chatted with the lonely ghost father for half a day, and returned to Yanliang Town after refining the dragon fish robe.

During this period, Ma Wanhu sent someone to deliver the secret book to the pawnshop. The secret book was stored in a storage bag with a talisman on the bag mouth to prevent others from opening it.

Shen Lian took off the talisman and scanned the storage space with his spiritual sense.

His face changed drastically.

There were more than a dozen secret books and an object that was obviously not made by Ma Wanhu.

Chapter 133 Shen Lian, you taste the blood food

In addition to the secret book, the storage bag actually caught the eye of a head.

To be precise, it was a ghost head that looked 70% similar to Shen Lian, but the traces of refining could be clearly seen.

"Weapon ghost?"

Shen Lian was stunned.

With the means of the White Bone Cave, it is not difficult to bypass Ma Wanhu and smuggle goods in the storage bag, but why is it a ghost head?

Shen Lian took out the ghost head, but he had not yet used his wisdom eyes, just the moment of contact.

Through the ghost head, his spiritual sense actually detected a corpse ghost two hundred miles away, as if his soul was out of the body and controlling the latter's every move.

The ghost head is similar to the Cangxian Niangniang, a half-ghost and half-device [device ghost].

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[Originally a skull in the mass grave outside Cangshan Town, it was later refined into a ghost by the White Bone Cave. It can be refined through spiritual sense to drive a specific ghost puppet. ]

"What do you mean? Let me experience what a demon is?"

………

At the same time, outside Cangshan Town.

A large number of yamen runners rushed over, and more than a dozen Jinwu Guards looked solemn.

Just at the gate of the city, a stage suddenly appeared at some point, to be precise, a stage built of bones.

On the stage, there was a corpse ghost who had been practicing for a thousand years.

The corpse ghost dressed up as a Taoist priest, holding a sword, and performing a drama in an extremely stiff posture, the scene looked extremely strange.

"Just now, I went to the Peach Banquet, and the Queen Mother of Shou and the stars held jade cups to offer wine, one cup after another..."

Hundreds of people surrounded the stage.

Their faces were dull, and they were entangled with a faint resentment. It was obvious that they had been possessed by ghosts for a long time, and they kept cheering.

The yamen runners were ready to set up the magic circle with the Jinwu Guards.

There was only one corpse ghost with a thousand years of Taoism, but it attracted three Jinwu Guards, including Zhang Yuanzhen, who was a perfect Taoist infant.

The Jinwu Guards were not afraid of the corpse ghost, but the woman sitting in front of the crowd [Hong Xiao].

"Hehe, seeing such a wonderful drama [Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea], why don't you applaud? Why don't you applaud?!!"

The people began to applaud desperately, which was more lively than the theater in the city.

Hong Xiao nodded in satisfaction, not taking the Jinwu Guard seriously at all, staring at the corpse ghosts who were singing poorly on the stage.

"What exactly does the White Bone Cave want to do?"

Zhang Yuanzhen frowned tightly, not knowing why Hong Xiao acted strangely.

He received a message from Ma Wanhu, saying that the latter's soul had left his body and was rushing to Cangshan Town. His main task now was to delay time and protect the safety of the people present.

"Set up a stage, don't tell me it's just for watching the show."

Zhang Yuanzhen felt puzzled.

He had a hunch that Hong Xiao's appearance might involve Shen Lian, but Shen Lian should still be in Yanliang Town, two hundred miles away.

"What is the meaning of the drama Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea?" Zhang Yuanzhen pondered for a few words.

Suddenly.

"Here they come, the corpse Taoist is here!!"

Hong Xiao covered her mouth and chuckled, and the singing on the stage stopped abruptly.

Zhang Yuanzhen raised his eyebrows and noticed that the corpse ghost's breath became unfamiliar. His eyes were no longer dull, revealing a bit of complexity.

It seems that there is a spirit possessing the corpse.

"Could it be the immortals of the White Bone Cave? No, the corpse Taoist is Shen Lian..."

Zhang Yuanzhen felt horrified and immediately signaled the Jinwu Guards to approach the corpse ghost, while activating the magic circle to block the kilometer range.

Shen Lian's body was holding the ghost's head, but his consciousness was watching everything outside Cangshan Town through the corpse ghost.

He couldn't control the corpse ghost, but he could sense the demon's desire for blood food, and the blood and qi of the surrounding mortals flowed into the corpse ghost's body little by little.

The corpse ghost didn't benefit at all, but Shen Lian's body and soul were nourished by the blood and qi.

As if taking a big medicine, the cultivation of the third realm of Yuandan was slowly improved.

Hong Xiao couldn't wait to come to the stage and said like asking for credit: "Corpse Taoist, sister must let you participate in the Eight Immortals Opera."

"Oh."

"I've thought about it for a long time, why not let you see the benefits of the Eight Immortals Opera, you are a mortal who has never eaten blood food, how can you know the beauty of the world?"

Hong Xiao breathed heavily and bit her lower lip lightly.

The people rushed to the stage at the same time. Even the magic circle could not stop them. Some people were covered in blood due to trampling.

Roar!

The corpse ghost grinned, and his chest rose and fell violently.

"Corpse Taoist, they are all blood food. You can use the play to taste the taste of blood food."

"Being a human is not as interesting as being a demon. If you participate in the Eight Immortals Play, you can become an immortal with us. Isn't it wonderful!!"

Shen Lian cursed secretly.

"Divine gold!"

"Why do you think I want to be a demon? Isn't it good to be a warrior!"

"The White Bone Cave is full of crazy women!"

At the same time, he couldn't help but be surprised. He didn't expect that the blood of mortals was so pure. Could it be that everyone's Tang Monk meat was not just a joke?

Crack, crack.

Shen Lian pinched the ghost head hard, and cracks were all over the play.